Deep Hatred (2)

Weilan Jian trembled, and his face turned even paler. His eyes were ablaze with fury as he uttered. "Kill me if you have the gut."

Weilan Tian laughed upon hearing this. "Don't be ridiculous. You know very well that I dare to kill you."

He glanced around the place and said further. "Look around you. The Azure Palace you have nurtured for years is about to be reduced to someone's slave soon. How do you feel about it?"

Weilan Jian gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Seeing this, Weilan Tian turned to the remaining people and said. "Do you see it? He doesn't care about all of you at all. In his eyes, everyone here is nothing but a tool he can discard as he pleases."

Weilan Wuhui and the remaining elders went silent. They were naturally aware of this point, but what could they do? And even if Weilan Jian treated them as a tool, at least they could enjoy the benefits brought by him. Hence, no one said anything in the end.